Problem Wooh da Kid (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: DJ Love Dinero]
Don't be the next victim nigga
You come to us, come correct
You don't want no problems
We fix niggas on this side
Check the residence nigga
Uhh Huh!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Problem
It's a problem
It's a problem
What you looking at me for?
It's a problem?
Problem
It's a problem
It's a problem
Ain't no problem too big
My nigga I can solve 'em
Problem
I'm a problem
Fucking problem
Bricksquad is an army
Bricksquad is a problem

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Burning up
Burning rubbers
In my 'rrari burning bubba kush
I'm constantly buying rubbers
You ain't burning me go take a ditch!
I'm Gucci bitch!
Gucci bitch!
I'm not talking pocket books
Got stocks and bonds commodities
Property
Ownership
This is a pirate ship
And I'm a fucking pirate
I might just make you walk the plank
Go in yo pocket (Pussy!!!)
I got a feet fetish
I love them red bottoms
I love designer glasses
I got them heavy pockets
Is it me or is it getting chilly
Rather quickly
My nigga take a twenty
Tell 'em chill with me
Then fuck with me
So if you wanna see me
Then go turn on your TV
Ain't nothing between us
But air and opportunity